Around the magic cauldron, the spiritual energy ran away, and a powerful coercion suppressed it and fell on Ye Futian's body.
At this moment, Ye Futian's body was like a monster, the body of a real dragon and Jinpeng, bearing this terrible pressure.
The sacred ape straightened his back, and suddenly the magic cauldron rose a little bit, and the higher it rose, the stronger the pressure that came from it.
After a while, the magic cauldron rose by one foot, and many people stared at Ye Futian's figure, worthy of being a Caotang disciple. They made an extraordinary move and directly lifted the magic cauldron by one foot.
Moreover, Ye Futian's body did not even directly touch the magic cauldron, but seemed to be condensing with the law to behave as a monster and prop up the magic cauldron.
Above the magic cauldron, the patterns are shining. Those demonic god patterns are flowing with terrifying light. An invisible force descends on the magic cauldron, making it heavy and crushing everything. At the same time, a terrible will of the magic rushes into it. In Ye Futian's mind, it turned into invisible coercion.
The pressure of the magic cauldron ranges from intangible to tangible. The stronger the resistance, the stronger and terrifying the pressure released by the magic cauldron, which can infinitely increase the power of the magic cauldron to oppress it.
Ye Futian's movement of lifting the tripod was very slow, but it did not stop. The tripod continued to rise a little bit. He did not dare to lift the tripod violently at one time. The more intense the method, the stronger the backlash force. Once you break through the limits of your own endurance, it is a dead end.
This magic cauldron has a bad reputation, and it can really kill the people who hold the cauldron.
When the magic cauldron reached two feet, the coercion was stronger, and Ye Futian seemed to have a phantom demon god in his mind, and a terrifying force crazily suppressed his body, moving forward with a heavy weapon. , Can suppress everything.
Ye Futian felt this coercion, and the powerful will in his mind counteracted the will of the magic way that came, and protected the will in the body with the will of the emperor. There was a terrible light flowing on his body, and he was indestructible.
However, at this moment, the magic cauldron stopped and Ye Futian did not continue to lift the cauldron. At this time, the power from the magic cauldron was already strong enough. Although he could continue to rise, he did not do so.
The powerful will guards the immortality of one's own will, and at the same time, the spirit will feel the power of the magic cauldron. Inadvertently, the will invades the magic cauldron, as if entering a picture of the devil god, that is the world of the devil god.
After a while, Ye Futian's will retreated. Di Yi couldn't use too much strength to enter it and couldn't resist the Demon God's will, but he was able to protect his will.
Endless brilliance descended on his body, and a powerful will rushed into his mind. He actually ran the body-refining technique, and his body seemed to have a real dragon rushing, a golden-winged roc bird appeared, and a god ape roaring, with the help of that external force Refine your body.
Liu Feiyang was right, this magic cauldron could indeed be used to temper the flesh.
However, ordinary people would not do this. After all, how many people can persist under the magic cauldron
Only those top enchanting figures can do it.
Ye Futian kept his posture at this moment, let the magic cauldron stay two feet in the air, closed his eyes, and let the endless power rush to refine his body.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Ye Futian seemed to be running the exercises to resist the suppression of the magic cauldron.
"Can it only be two feet?"
Seeing this scene, some people whispered that if others did this step, it would be very powerful, but that was Ye Futian holding a tripod, two feet, it was not so worthy of showing off.
However, after thinking about it, Ye Futian's cultivation base is not high after all. It is very difficult to be able to lift a tripod two feet, probably because the expectations of the thatched disciples are too high.
However, they saw Ye Futian standing there all the time, as if stalemate with the magic cauldron, constantly suffering from the suppression of the magic cauldron.
"What is he doing?"
"Could it be that you still want to keep trying?"
Some people argued that at this moment, Ye Futian moved again, and the magic cauldron rose again. His body roared, and his bloodline seemed to be roaring, as if he was under extremely strong pressure.
"It seems that I am not reconciled." The person of Donghua Sect smiled and said.
But what about unwillingness? The more difficult the magic cauldron is, the more difficult it is for Ye Futian to continue to attack.
After a while, the ghost shadow on Ye Futian's body was raised an inch higher again, and the pressure became stronger.
His eyes were closed tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his body.
"Is the Caotang disciple so cautious?" Yin Mo looked at Ye Futian's figure and spoke faintly. He hoped that Ye Futian would be more radical. If he was so cautious and tried a little bit, it would be difficult for Mo Ding to kill him directly.
Of course, if Ye Futian has been reluctant to give up like this, if he suddenly collapses and cannot bear it, it will also be a disaster.
Everyone has many thoughts and ideas, but at this time Ye Futian is totally immersed in self-cultivation, running the body refining method, constantly tempering himself, borrowing the pressure of the magic cauldron, and he has every interval Time will lift the tripod and rise, which is to strengthen the strength and keep it in the best state that can be borrowed to practice.
Finally, when the magic cauldron rose to two feet and five inches, Ye Futian's body seemed to explode, and a terrifying storm hammer hit his body. His whole body was tight, and his body seemed to have reached a critical point.
An invisible force bucked the trend, and the spiritual energy gathered into a terrible storm. Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked up, the god ape roared, his hands seemed to be supporting the world.
Above Ye Futian's body, the endless physical power exploded fiercely, and the terrifying power hit the magic cauldron, causing it to rise quickly.
Seeing a terrifying sharp flash in Yin Mo's eyes during this scene, he was looking forward to seeing such a scene.
However, when Ye Futian's infinite power exploded fiercely, his figure flashed, and he walked directly out of the magic cauldron like a golden-winged big peng bird.
The fierce burst of power on the magic cauldron was directly suppressed in the empty space, and then fell to the ground fiercely, and the earth trembled like an earthquake.
"Three feet." Everyone saw the final height of the magic cauldron, the height of three feet. Is that the limit that Ye Futian did his best to achieve it
Moreover, in a sense, Ye Futian did not lift the tripod, because he fled at the moment of bursting power.
"Before the Qin Dynasty and Donghuazong's top heavenly arrogance, they were also three feet." Yin Mo said, everyone's eyes flashed when they heard Yin Mo's words, Ye Futian's realm was low, but he was already close to those people.
And Buddha, did the strongest.
Ye Futian glanced at Yin Mo, smiled, didn't say anything, just in that moment, his physical body broke through the limit, the body refining technique broke through, and the martial art broke the boundary.
At this moment, he just feels very comfortable all over. As for lifting the tripod... If he can't practice, does it make sense
How about three feet or four feet? How can a low-key person like him care about the opinions of others.
At this moment, he stared at the magic cauldron, his gaze was burning, what a good baby, it was a pity that he couldn't take it away.
"You go try?" Ye Futian walked back to Ye Wuchen and the others and said.
Ye Wuchen shook his head. He is a pure sword cultivator, holding a tripod, it is useless to practice.
"Yu Sheng." Ye Futian's eyes fell on Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng nodded, naturally understood Ye Futian's meaning, and walked towards the magic cauldron.
This magic cauldron is also suitable for him, capable of tempering his physical body.
"Thatched cottage, the rest of my life."
Many eyes fell on Yu Sheng. Although Yu Sheng did not become a disciple of thatched cottage, he claimed to be a woodcutter in that cottage during the Qin Dynasty, but no one dared to despise him.
Yu Sheng walked under the magic cauldron, he was burly, like Kuashan, holding the cauldron with both hands, and then violently, the magic cauldron was lifted.
Above the magic cauldron, there was a strong and powerful pressure, the rest of my life roared, and the magic cauldron kept raising, and quickly rose by one foot.
Kua Shan stared at this scene, a little speechless, that guy was more powerful than him.
Tuobayun naturally shut up too. When Ye Futian lifted the tripod, he shut up because he couldn't do it.
Similarly, the pressure fell, Yu Sheng's flesh was glowing with dark golden luster, as if it was covered with a layer of armor, letting it be crushed by endless power, when the invisible will of the devil came, his eye pupils became It was extremely strange and terrifying, like the eyes of a demon god, a powerful will not afraid of everything, and continued to lift the demon cauldron.
Gradually, the magic cauldron rose to a height of two feet.
"What a terrible power." The people stared at the rest of their lives. The dark golden magic light on his body was shining, and his physical power exploded, extremely terrifying, and he was still lifting the magic cauldron up.
The terrifying demon god’s will power rushed into the will of the rest of his life madly, his own will was also extremely terrifying, his eyes seemed to have turned into magic pupils, and the dark golden skin actually appeared in a vortex, swallowing the suppressed power, at the same time , His Demon Dao Will actually swallowed the demon Dao Will power from the attack a little bit, as if refining.
The magic tripod was raised a little bit, two feet one inch, two inches... until it was close to three feet.
Many people's hearts trembled, close to three feet, already stronger than Ye Futian did.
"Huh?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed, revealing a strange color. He faintly noticed a trace of unusual aura, and his thoughts of great freedom were working. Then he saw a shocking scene. The magic power flowing in his body for the rest of his life was actually like There is a certain resonance with the magic power in the magic cauldron.
"This… "
Although Ye Futian knew that the exercises practiced for the rest of his life would be very suitable for lifting a tripod, he did not expect it to be so.
What level of magic is the kind of magic that the foster father cultivated for the rest of his life? The power of this magic cauldron will be swallowed and refined.
Yu Sheng's body was still rising, the magic cauldron was three feet past, and it was still going up, without any signs of decline.
"what's the situation?"
The surrounding powerhouses were shocked by this scene. At this moment, behind Yu Sheng, a terrible light bloomed, and the next moment, a pair of huge wings appeared shiningly, like the wings of a demon god.
The huge Demon God's wings flapped, Yu Sheng's body continued to rise, lifting the Demon Cauldron into the air, getting higher and higher.
Three feet, four feet... Constantly raising.
At this moment, he has surpassed the Buddha, and it seems that he has not reached his limit.
Again, there is no limit.
Ye Futian showed a weird look. Could it be that he really wants to take this magic cauldron away today
In this case, I really want to thank the Yin family!
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